My Step Brother Mga Nobela at Kwento

It felt strangely unfair that the world could keep moving so normally while mine had flipped upside down in less than forty-eight hours. The weight of keeping it all inside felt too heavy to carry alone anymore. I let out a ragged breath and rubbed the back of my neck. "No. The stepfather is fine. He's actually an old neighbor from when I was a kid." I took a shaky breath, finally dropping the real news. "And apparently, I have a stepbrother now." Leo stopped chewing mid-bite. He blinked, swallowed hard, and nearly choked on his drink, slamming the plastic cup down onto the table.

I just find him amusing that he believed what I said. That wasn't so hard after all. While eating, the vanilla-like fragrance is lingering in my nose. It must've been from his sweatshirt that he absolutely looks so hot wearing. Wait, what? "By the way, Eve." I just waited for him to continue talking. "Tomorrow is my step-brother's thirtieth birthday. I want to invite you. Will you come?" I finished eating the fried chicken on my plate before speaking. "You have a step-brother?" I am surprised, but I don't sound surprised at all. He nodded at me, "Yeah, we're step-brothers because we have the same father." How come I didn't know that? They have the same father, so it means that they have diff

ROSE'S POV "Step-uncle." He corrects me. "Corey's my step brother. His mother already had him before she married my father, we were brought up like cousins. The title of family was just mere formality." He starts unbuttoning his shirt revealing toned muscles that shows years of devotion to the gym. "The shirt is damp and uncomfortable, mind if I get rid of it?"

“It’s... tolerable. If you ignore the crappy classmates, the annoying stepdad and stepbrother, and the complete lack of trees around here to jog in.” He laughed. “This isn’t Pebble Creek, I get it. But your mom insisted you come. What could you do?” “Exactly. What could I do,” I muttered. He cleared his throat and gave me a side-eye. “Also... you still haven’t told me. Who’s the lucky guy? You just got here—couldn’t have met that many people.” I fell silent. I really didn’t want to tell anyone that my stepbrother was my mate. Just like he saw me as a disgrace... my feelings were mutual.

"He is weak. Brother said that. And he even has a relationship with his step-sister." My eyes widened. "Where the heck did you hear that, huh?"

His father listened to him and The next day Stephen and his mother were shifted to another house. Damon's train of thoughts broke when Stephen said, "I know that you dont see me as your brother. But I do. And I'm here to help my asshole of a brother and no one can stop me, not even my brother himself".

"That’s bullshit." "It’s not! Our parents are married! You’re my stepbrother! Not just my best friend. I shouldn’t have kissed you to begin with!" I yell, my breathing heavy and my heart trembling from the words that leave my mouth. To my surprise, he chuckles. And he takes a step forward. This time, I don’t move back. I let him close the space between us and his harsh breath blows on my face as he speaks in a low, challenging voice. "Stepbrother? Is that who I am to you? Swear to me that’s who you see me as and I’ll take what you say. I won’t ever touch you again."

I traced the scent to see a tall man in dark expensive suit walking closer to us like he owned the fucking world. Holy fuck, he smelled so fucking delicious, like heaven. I could eat him up. The moment his blue eyes landed on me, I froze. What was he doing here? The older man smiled proudly. “This is my son, Christian.” What??? Mom laughed, completely unaware of the storm going on inside me. “That means he’s going to be your stepbrother soon!” Stepbrother? The hot stranger I had given my virginity that night, who had my moans in his head and my taste on his lips would be my stepbrother??

Mom: Louis needs space for his gear Me: what have I got with this? Mom: I just want to warn you and .. Me: do what you want mum, his equipment put it where you want I don't care I'm getting out of there again, he's pumping my air out. I have to go and cool off a bit Louis A few hours later, my wife decided to store my materials in her late husband's studio. Carla: I don't understand Ashley's behavior anymore Me: a teenager, when a stepfather comes into the life of a child that's how it goes